There's so many rappers who can spit and spit and spit And just say nothing Or really nothing They have used up all the styles we know And at the end we've come to nothing Or nearly nothing So I come back to my first note As I must come back to you I will pour into this one mic All the love I feel for you Anyone who wants the whole show Let him be the one fo sho He will find himself with no show Better go for what you know